The unpracticed art of “being”
I think people easily forget that we are human-BEINGS. With the pace of people’s lives I see all-around me, I would naturally think we are human-DOINGS. The other day I was getting my hair… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Honduras
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Acceptance and Love.
A friend of mine died last month. Jeanne and I spent many hours with him, sitting on our porch drinking coffee and engaging in stimulating conversation. He was an intelligent, yet unkempt man… Continue reading
Vacation like a philanthropist
Last week, I woke up at 5:30 one morning. I made a French Press for me and my roommate and then I climbed back on my bed and wrote in my journal for… Continue reading
Guest Post: School Daze
I often ponder what the everyday reality is for the children here on the island of Utila. I know firsthand that many of them go to school hungry and don’t have any food… Continue reading
The Library Oasis
We were at the school today compiling the list for our lunch sponsor program for 2013. Kendy (the English teacher) and I went around to each teacher, grades 0-9, asking for their observations… Continue reading
Timing is Everything. Especially God’s Timing.
In September of 2009, I went out to my dad’s to spend some quality time alone and with God. My dad and step-mom live on a beautiful farm in Arlington and I knew… Continue reading
Feature Blog Post: Jeanne in Utila
Quite often I can’t seem to find the words to describe what it is like living on the island of Utila and working with the poorest children and their families. The facts of… Continue reading
Island airport tarmac = Dog park
When you live on a small island (8 miles long by 3 miles wide) you have to get creative with daily life functions…like exercising your dog. I was dog-sitting for some dear friends… Continue reading
Rape victims’ family moves away from perpetrator
A few weeks ago, I got word that a little 4 yr old girl was raped by a 14 yr old neighbor boy. Even though this is loathsome news, it is not necessarily… Continue reading
Escape. Alone. Death.
The other day I watched out my window as a few friends of mine took off down the road in their golf cart. I had no idea they were going to the burial… Continue reading
Life on Utila – Doc Rail
Last night I went out to see the sunset and grab a beer with friends. We settled down just before sunset at SkidRow, a local restaurant/bar. We pulled two tables together and each… Continue reading
Today I did for one…
When I am on the grounds of the public school here on Utila, with 300+ children running around, I don’t want to only see the mass, I want to see each one.… Continue reading
Normalcy. Unhappy. Risk.
Have you ever felt like you were on the edge of a cliff and you couldn’t see what was below you? Not literally, but the felling of it. You have butterflies in your… Continue reading
Water. Lunch. Photo. School.
I had a very successful time back in the States and it’s been very exciting to return back to this beautiful island of Utila, Honduras. While I was back in the States,… Continue reading
1900lbs of learning
There were so many purposes for me going back to the States for a few months and collecting books for the first ever library at Centro Educacion Basica Republica de Honduras on the… Continue reading
Road trip for books
Last week was over-the-top! Why? 1 – Boxing up 1000+ books and shipping them to Utila for the first ever library of the public school, Centro Educacion Basica Republica de Honduras! 2 –… Continue reading
Books, books, books: from kids in Idaho to kids in Utila, Honduras!
Here are 800+ books ready to be boxed up and shipped to the public school of Utila, Honduras. I have a friend that I haven’t seen in almost 20 years, who is a… Continue reading
Oddities and specialties of Utila
My usual mode of transportation is a bike but last week I decided to walk since it’s easier to capture life, with a camera in hand, on foot. Here are some oddities of… Continue reading
Glimpse into the underwater world
For the first time in many, many sleeps I submerged myself into the underwater world last weekend. It was a beautiful, hot afternoon and my roomy and I decided to put everything else… Continue reading
Some things never get old
There are probably a trillion+ images of sunrises and sunsets floating around on the internet, in scrapbooks, in bins, in photo albums, or even in your back pocket. I never get tired of… Continue reading